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Chapter 57 The Bloody Dinner

Sibi prohibited them from mentioning what happened in the market that afternoon to anyone, but in fact nothing unspeakable happened. After a brief confrontation, Mr. W bowed gracefully and retreated, disappearing among the crowd of powerless people.

Among them, the three buyers from the Pitchfork team stood in the middle of the market and stared at each other speechlessly.

"Well, Sibi..." Jonah tried to ask about the situation, but the little grasshopper threw away his hand and put away the magic long bow, and killed Jonah's inquiry in his infancy with a fierce and tearful look of determination.

"Let's go home." Xibi kicked away an intrusive onlooker and walked towards Cherry Ferry first.

Jonah picked up the food dropped by the girl, held the clay pot, and staggered beside Elliot.

"Um, Eli..." he asked in a low voice.

Rose Knight raised his index finger: "Shh. We'd better not ask anything, don't say anything. We'll explain it when we have a chance."

"Uh, okay."

Sitting in room A51, it was already dark and it was time to go to work.

When Toba saw the plump jar of Trinematodes, he was so excited that he picked up Yona and spun it around three times, then made two big wet lip marks on Yona's forehead.

"I'll make a fire to cook now, it'll be a blessing!" The head of the house was talking about the menu for the evening, and Long Ji promptly poured a handful of cold water on it: "Today is the rent payment day. Let's have daddy's beef risotto for dinner tonight."

"Risotto, risotto! Trinematodes as a midnight snack!" Xibi jumped up excitedly.

"If you can survive until then." Jonah muttered softly.

Elliot stood beside him, and the unicorn nuzzled the astrologer's apprentice's back in a friendly manner. Its snow-white mane swept across Jonah's cheek, and Jonah couldn't help but giggle.

"It's okay, Your Excellency." Rose Knight said with a smile, "As long as you close your eyes and open them again, the difficult time will be over. This method is tried and true."

Jonah stroked the unicorn's big head and sighed: "Really?"

"Really." The knight knocked on his chest with his fist armor to express his affirmation.

"Okay then." Jonah glanced at his friends. People were discussing the recipes of the famous dishes in the Bazeral Mountains around the weird and twisted meat and insect ingredients.

The last ray of sunshine fell into the mountains in the west, and night enveloped the silent Cherry Crossing - a storm brewing in the silence of Cherry Crossing.

Jonah closed his eyes.

Jonah opened his eyes.

The light of the star array stung his eyes, and the right hand holding the staff trembled continuously. A drop of warm liquid slowly flowed down from his forehead and hung at the corner of his mouth, feeling salty.

The most difficult time has indeed passed.

The hourglass has drained away the last grain of white sand, and it is now 11 o'clock at night on April 15. The line of death has been left behind by Cherry Crossing.

In the cabin, Dad had already gone to bed. A large pot of hot beef risotto with an attractive aroma was placed in the center of the square, in front of the cabin, for the tenants who had extended the lease for the next month to enjoy, but the diners

They haven't appeared yet, and the only ones left in the square are corpses.

Thirty-six corpses.

Old or young, men and women, different races, various professions, grotesque corpses.

The human body is mixed with steel; an intact hand holds the sword firmly, guarding the body that was burned to charcoal; the green corpse standing in the distance does not seem to have a trace of scars, but its frozen eyeballs

There is the deepest pain; next to the remains of a huge bull-bodied Ezri, there are five or six martyrs. The dying blow of Ezri turns all the surrounding enemies into hedgehogs full of steel needles.

.

Only one person died at the hands of the Pitchfork Team. A desperate soldier who had not yet paid for his room at the moment before his death. Unfortunately, he was assigned to an empty room as a lone traveler who could not form a team. He was a pathetic strong man.

Jonah opened his eyes and saw the soldier's body half-kneeling next to him, refusing to fall. Jekong's famous sword "Buddha's Tooth" penetrated the back of his head, shattering the last hope in his brain.

This enemy came for Jonah's staff and deerskin bag, and fought with Jekong for three or four rounds. The wind of the sword cut Jekong's scalp, and the southerners nailed him to the roof with the Buddha's tooth.

Tick ​​tick tick, the blood flowed along the long knife to the eaves, and then dripped down from the eaves. The blood splashed on Jonah's face. Jekong came over, stretched out his hand to take some blood from Jonah's face, put it into his mouth, and sipped it.

Sighed.

Jonah wiped the blood with his sleeve. He kept his eyes closed. He did not see this killing, and he was glad that he did not see it.

But he heard the dull sound of the sword cutting into the flesh, the scream of the bow and arrow cutting through the air, the explosion of magic bombarding the ground, the painful breasts and the dying wail, and he even involuntarily pictured one after another in his mind.

A team's last ditch effort before death.

7:23: A team that finally collected the room fee ran towards Dad’s wooden house and was intercepted at the edge of the square. Under siege by more than a dozen attackers, five people quickly fell down and lost their fighting ability. The remaining

One person deliberately faced the opponent's heavy soldier's hammer and was smashed in the chest. The life rights of the A-class tenants were protected by his father. Three seconds later, the heavy soldier was killed by his father. Afterwards, Jonah did not find the heavy soldier's body.

Of the body, only two feet wearing steel combat boots stood there, proving that the owner once existed in the world.

7:50: The team led by the Ezians chased a thief to the square. The thief deftly dodged bows and arrows and threw spears, and ran towards the cabin at high speed until the mysterious professional in the Ezren team crushed the air fifty feet away.

, a small explosive air ball blasted through the thief's abdomen.

The thief continued to crawl, dragging blood and intestines, leaving a winding red trail. The money bag in his right hand almost reached the threshold of the cabin. His bulging eyes had already seen the wrinkled father dozing behind the table.

Face. His throat rattled, but he could not utter his last words to register the room. The Ezians crushed his spine with their huge hooves. Afterwards, others told Jonah that the thief was a person without authority who took the risk to sneak in.

He successfully stole the room fee of the Ezren team and only narrowly escaped the pursuit of the angry owner.

At 8:20, the Yizi people paid the room fee and left the square with their still full wallets shaking. The overwhelming bolide crashed down without warning, and the hot flames reflected the Yizi people's eyes red. This human-faced, cow-like head

The monster with steel needles embedded in its body immediately fought back, and the flying needles poked bleeding holes in the attacker's body.

The bolide fell on the Ezians, causing no pain or itch, and not a single spark was thrown. The illusionist in the sneak attacker team directed this good show, causing the Ezren team to suffer a fatal counterattack with a 40-6 additional clause.

Before the group was destroyed, the Yizi people fired flying needles all over their bodies before they died, harvesting the lives of five people.

At 9:01, two teams faced off in front of the wooden house. One was the G-class guest room team. Compared with the A-class tenants, they were protected by Dad in many aspects. Jonah did not remember the detailed terms, but it seemed that they were seriously injured.

It is not allowed to cause fractures, disabilities, visceral rupture, massive bleeding, etc., nor is it allowed to "directly cause the death of G-class tenants within 144 hours in any way."

The other team, to be precise, is one person, a member of the legendary Cherry Crossing's strongest team V2 "Detritus". The mercenary named Gwadar is a dark-skinned bearded man, carrying a pair of dark-colored mercenaries on his back.

of cast iron scepter.

"This is robbery." Guadal folded his arms and said, "My employer thinks that you are not suitable to live in Cherry Ferry, especially after you messed up that damn simple task. So, drop the money bag and turn around.

Leave, you loser. I promise not to hurt you."

The G-class team decided to resist, which was a wrong decision.

Gwadar did not attack, he just drew out his scepter, beat the air, and shattered every attack they made in the air. The six people were forced away step by step until the deadline ended and they lost their status as tenants. Fifteen minutes later, they

The visitor's A-level permission was automatically revoked. With a straight face, Gwadar smashed six heads one by one with his scepter, bent down to pick up the money bag, weighed it, turned and left.

At 10:20, there was a melee. The sound of the battle filled his ears, and Jonah couldn't tell what was going on. He only knew that people kept dying. More than one magician or telekinesis was involved, and the ground kept shaking. "It's spectacular.

!" Xibi commented beside him.

At 10:30, Dad yawned, locked the last bloody silver coin in the cash box, walked outside the door, opened the lid of the pot, stirred the steaming beef risotto with a long-handled spoon, and announced

: "Thank you all for your support. Please take good care of me next month!" After that, he went back to the house to sleep.

The fighting stopped immediately.

The new powerless people who lost their identities had to hide before the 15-minute A-level permission disappeared and leave Cherry Crossing within the 4-hour visitor time limit. They were bankrupt and covered with bruises. Survival would become extremely difficult. They looked at it with nostalgia.

The lifeless brownstone house walked into the darkness. Blood flowed quietly, and fire magic burned vigorously on the stone floor. Tomorrow, the ground will be as smooth as ever, and the corpses will disappear. There will be no sign that a fierce battle took place here, and how many people were captured.

Ten living lives.


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